They are ſeated alongſt the ſea-coaſt, encompaſſed toward the land with huge and ſteepie mountains, having betweene both, a hundred leagues or there abouts of open and champaine ground.

A 'facty' article on 'The Political Condition of Spain'.

Freud perhaps overhailed the book by calling Dostoevsky's masterpiece the greatest Western novel, but it strongly contends with Cervantes, Tolstoy, Balzac, Stendhal, Flaubert, Proust, Joyce, Mann, Lawrence, or anyone else.

You lying little snipe, he roared. . . . I've a mind to tan your hide good.